11/20/05

Doors

There’s a white room

Enclosed around me –

Doors –

It began as an adventure

Opening one after another,

Peering through to new worlds:

Uncharted and fresh.

Weary days overwhelm

I return to these worlds

As a pig to the trough.

Familiar, but incomplete

I am losing myself

Parts of me

Left

Lost

Wounded…
Yet, a single room remains unopened

Gripping the knob I hesitate…

Could this be it?

No…
I let go and return to the other doors

Jason A. Muckley